Done for? Did this mean that Kisame met his end? Who could had brought an end to this monstrosity of a beast? Only another beast could do so, and he had one beast in mind. He wouldn’t think too much about it as he wasn’t going to sit and question a death. There were far more important matters to discuss. One of those matters would be the situation that Kisame woke up to.
“To you, that answer may differ than what answer I hold. I’ve been a part of this game and involved with two different cities for nearly six years now. Time and space matters not to our captors here. The living and the dead are all their playthings, and we remain powerless to control who comes and who goes.” That bit of truth out, Itachi would close his eyes for a brief moment. “But one piece of mind I can give you. Your limitations are temporary if you play their games long enough. Throughout my time…” his eyes would open to reveal to Kisame the Mangekyou that he should be very familiar with. “My limitations have been broken.” After a few seconds, he would have his eyes return to normal with no need of having to strain his eyes with his Doujutsu.
This now led to something important. What would Kisame do now that he was here and no longer affiliated with an organization or anyone else for that matter? What more, what would Kisame do once he learned the hidden truth Itachi held in terms of his ‘criminal’ days. “I have indeed learned a lot during my time here, and all I can say is the best thing for any of us to do is to live what lives we have now while we have that time. We live our lives, but we also keep an eye out and learn even more.” A small pause as Itachi would eventually return a grin. Even though so much as changed for the Uchiha, he still had to say it was good to see his former partner. One of his only friends throughout the rough journey that was his cursed life.
“It’s good to see you, again, my friend.”
It was so easy to feel comfortable in the company of his former partner and friend, regardless of how wild and confusing the situation at hand may be. As the Akatsuki’s numbers dwindled, Kisame had come to accept and even expect the seemingly inevitable dissolution of their partnership; The life that they’d chosen to lead demanded their deaths. Yet keenly the man listened to the other’s explanation, intent on understanding all he could. If this were to be his new home and the afterlife was to be passed by... It wouldn’t do to stumble around blindly.
Kisame’s brow furrowed as he took in the information, especially upon hearing that Itachi had been here for six years. The man looked much the same as the day they’d parted ways, a fact Kisame noted as the Mangekyo Sharingan spun to life. Tobi’s Project “Tsuki no Me” seemed to wane in significance in comparison to the forces at play here, where time and space itself were ignored in order to forge a new world. The question of why flickered across the former Akatuski’s consciousness; Surely this was not for the betterment of mankind if men like him were chosen.
As Itachi’s Sharingan deactivated, Kisame found his smile returning in response to the other’s rather warm welcome. It seemed that he’d not only learned quite a bit, but had changed, too. Whether or not is was for the better remained to be seen, but the ninja had to admit that this reunion was not unwelcome. It occurred to him that there was probably something that his former partner wasn’t telling him ( yet ), but that matter could wait. No matter how much time had passed in whatever universe, the two shared a bond that wasn’t easily broken.
❝Yeah... It’s good to see you too, Itachi. I didn’t expect to see any familiar faces when I woke up next to that hole, much less a comrade.❞ In the back of his mind, Kisame wondered just how he was going to fit into the grand scheme of things here. Back home, despite the doubts which plagued him, he had a place among the Akatsuki. He had a goal in helping bring Project “Tsuki no Me” to fruition despite not living to see its end. In Spirale, he had a clean slate and the daunting task of figuring out how to live after he was sure death had claimed him. ❝Tell me there’s a good place to eat around here somewhere. The fight I was in before I got here really stirred up my appetite, and we have a lot to catch up on.❞
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